I was on the train home from work when the transformation started. I could feel a weird, warm tingling deep in the core of my bones as they began to shift within me. The old, ebony-skinned woman sitting across the aisle kept throwing appraising glances up over the rims of her thick glasses as I squirmed in my seat. Concern knit her eyebrows together and she...
Authors note, this was originally going to be for the Christmas contest, but it turned into a much longer story. I will be posting it in parts and am sorry to say it won't be done by Christmas day, but hopefully between Christmas and New Years. Happy Holidays, everyone. Shadow of the Hunter part 1 By Thistlethorn © Edited by PennLady This is a...
He was lying in bed alone, thinking about his redhead. She had left late that afternoon for a 3 day trip upstate. It was some family obligation and she didn't want to drag him along. Before she left, she had told him that he was free to "enjoy" himself while she was gone, as long as he would tell her all the juicy details when she returned. As he lay there...
Arnold was diligent at his job. In the week since he arrived, he'd taken him less time to settle in and get adjusted to the rhythm of his work office, which was as Projection Design Manager, located at the Federal Light terminal of the Port Harcourt/Onne Jetty. His routine was simplistic and downright frugal, an observation that wasn't lost on the other expa...
Dear readers I have been away for sometime, but I have continued to read the stories online. Some really good contributions. Congratulations to those who have attracted my vote or comment. Hope you enjoy my latest imaginary friend. This is a work of pure fiction, and is not intended to bear any relation to anyone either alive or dead. If you don't like whore...
Denise watched as the timer on the treadmill counted down the last few seconds of her workout. She loved these early morning workouts with the other mothers from the school parent's council. It fit nicely between dropping the kids off at school and the hectic schedule of the day's activities. Just as Denise stopped, and wiped the sweat from her brow with a...
(This story happens some weeks after Cheyenne's Revenge) **No problem becomes impossible until you stop trying to solve it** So I found myself lying down in a barn, back against a stall, being ridden like a stallion by a girl I barely knew and was coming not to like. I had to ask myself, how did this happen? The job was not easy, or safe, but it was fairl...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing. Author's Note 2: This is a...
Chapter Two: (Dan's POV) After seeing my nearly naked, recently fucked wife at Menard's place I couldn't bear to go back to my empty apartment. I drove for ninety minutes to the coast, walked, wept and considered swimming out to sea until I couldn't swim back. Instead I stood alone on a rocky promontory and screamed out my pain and rage which only served to...
As you may have noticed, I have changed the category description to "Romance". For the patient, and those willing to continue, there are more erotic couplings to come. Thanks again for your encouraging comments! ****************************** Jake hosted the next bridge night. He had a typical bachelor pad. I would have expected some feminine touches, with...